Madam!--How long are we to be at this distance, Clary?
No longer, my dear Bella, if you allow me to call you sister. And I took
her hand.
No fawning neither, Girl!
I withdrew my hand as hastily, as you may believe I should have done,
had I, in feeling for one of your parcels under the wood, been bitten by
a viper.
I beg pardon, said I,--Too-too ready to make advances, I am always
subjecting myself to contempts.
People who know not how to keep a middle behaviour, said she, must ever
do so.
I will fetch you the Kempis, Sister. I did. Here it is. You will find
excellent things, Bella, in that little book.